The sun shines upon good and bad alike.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENEvery town, like every man, has its own countenance; they have a common likeness and yet are different; one keeps in his mind all their peculiar touches.
More Hans Christian Andersen Quotes
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Happy domestic life is like a beautiful summer’s evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.
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To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, To gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.
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She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart.
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Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.
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Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Farewell, farewell,” said the swallow, with a heavy heart, as he left the warm countries, to fly back into Denmark. There he had a nest over the window of a house in which dwelt the writer of fairy tales. The swallow sang “Tweet, tweet,” and from his song came the whole story.
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It is out of reality that the most peculiar tale of all is born … Some call me the Elder Granny, others – the Dryad, but my real name is Memory. It is I who sits on a tree that keeps on growing, and growing, it is I who reminisces and tells stories.
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Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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She thought, “He whom I love more than my father or mother, he of whom I am always thinking, and in whose hands I would so willingly trust my lifelong happiness.
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Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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I have gone through the most terrible affair that could possibly happen; only imagine, my shadow has gone mad; I suppose such a poor, shallow brain, could not bear much; he fancies that he has become a real man, and that I am his shadow.
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I would give gladly all the hundreds of years that I have to live, to be a human being only for one day, and to have the hope of knowing the happiness of that glorious world above the stars.
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Time is so fleeting that if we do not remember God in our youth, age may find us incapable of thinking of him.
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Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!
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I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one’s old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers.
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